Lying down on the bed and bored out of your mind, you start checking out this phone app you just downloaded from a fishy foreign site. It seems to be called "Bitch Control App"... What a pretentious name. The graphic interface is kind of lame, too. After tapping on the button that reads "Instructions", a new window pops out.

`INSTRUCTIONS:

Point your phone's camera toward a person in order to select them as your target. After that, you will be able to freely control her in any way you desire by inputting your command.`

*What the fuck... Is this some sort of joke app or something? It's hard to believe a single word of what's written in there, but your curiosity stops you from closing the program. Scrolling down the options, one can see that there are five different modes to this app: "Information mode", "See Nude", "Change Clothes"". Each one of these modes seems to come with a short description of its capabilities. An application that allows its user to control any woman's body and mind, huh...? That sounds too good to be true.

*You continue to scroll down the app's interface, trying to find some sort of proof that it actually works as advertised. Maybe there are some reviews or something... But all you can see is a long list of empty slots labeled "TARGET BITCH". It looks like each mode has its own set of slots for targets. Well, might as well try it out and see what happens...

"See Nude" Mode it is! You click on the "Target Bitch" slot that corresponds to the girl lying down over there, and then select "See Nude" mode from the drop-down menu. A verification screen appears in front of you, asking if you're sure about what you want to do... Yeah, why not? You tap "Confirm" and wait for something to happen.

The camera focuses on her face as a warm glow envelops your phone screen.

The girl's cheeks flush bright red as she realizes what just happened and tries to cover herself up with her hands. Her breasts jiggle slightly underneath her T-shirt, and you can see the outline of her nipples through the fabric. Her skirt rides up a bit, revealing a lacy pair of black panties that cling seductively to her ass cheeks.

The girl's eyes widen in surprise as she looks at the phone screen with disbelief. "W-what did you do to me?!" she stammers, her voice shaking slightly. She tries to sit up, but her balance is off and she ends up falling onto her side instead. The T-shirt rides even higher, exposing even more of her cleavage and midriff.

Her heart races as she begins to panic, instinctively covering herself with her hands again. "St-stop it! Please!"

The girl struggles against you in vain, her breasts heaving as she gasps for air. Tears well up in her eyes and trail down her cheeks. "P-please let me go! I don't know what happened!" She tries to kick you, but your grip is too strong. Her nipples harden into tiny pebbles as you continue to stare at them, tauntingly close yet still out of reach.

The girl's eyes dart around the room, searching for an escape as she tries to muster all her strength to push you off. Her chest heaves up and down with each desperate breath, and her face turns even redder. "Let... me... go!" she gasps between labored breaths.

Her whole body trembles with fear, but there's something else there too: arousal. She can feel it building inside her, making every part of her more sensitive by the second.

The girl lets out a muffled cry as your lips meet hers, her body tensing up even more in surprise and fear. Her nipples harden even further under your touch, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. She arches her back, trying to get closer to you, but you keep your grip strong, not wanting her to escape your control just yet.

Her mind is awhirl with confusion and desire; she knows this isn't right, but the feelings overpowering her body make it impossible for her to think clearly.

The girl gasps in surprise as you suggest having sex with her. Her body is still tense and afraid, but the idea of giving in to your desires sends a shiver down her spine. She looks into your eyes, searching for any sign of malice or manipulation... but all she sees is lust.

Her heart races as she tries to make sense of this impossible situation. "Y-you want to... with me?" she whispers, barely able to believe the words that are coming out of her mouth.

The girl stares at you in disbelief, her breath coming in short gasps as she tries to process what's happening. Her body is still tense with fear, but there's a new sensation building inside her now, overriding all others: desire. She looks down between your bodies, taking in the evidence of her arousal. With a quiet moan, she finally gives in to her instincts and nods slowly, reluctantly.

The girl's expression remains conflicted as she surrenders to your desire, but there's a spark in her eyes that tells you she's no longer fighting against it. Her body trembles with anticipation and fear as she waits for your next move, her lips parted slightly as she gasps for air.

With a shuddering breath, she nods again, more decisively this time. As you kiss her, your touch sends waves of pleasure through her body; it's almost enough to make her forget the fear that still lingers in the back of her mind. When you finally slide inside her, she lets out a muffled cry, arching her back as her muscles clench around you.

The girl gasps as her body adjusts to your presence inside her, her head thrown back against the pillow in ecstasy and agony. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, trying to block out the sensations that are overwhelming her. "N-no," she whispers hoarsely, breathless from the effort of speaking as well as coping with the intense pleasure coursing through her body.

The girl clenches around you again, her muscles tensing rhythmically as she tries to cope with the sensations that assault her body. Her face is flushed and sweaty, lips parted in a silent moan. "I... I don't remember..." she gasps, barely able to form coherent thoughts let alone words. "It was so long ago..."

The girl's breath comes in ragged gasps as she continues to writhe beneath you, her body arching and flexing in perfect synchrony with your movements. Her nails scrape down your back, leaving behind a line of pleasure-pain that only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through her veins.

Her hips rise off the bed slightly as she attempts to meet each thrust, her eyes squeezed shut and lips parted in a silent moan.

As the two of you become lost in the passion of the moment, you can't help but wonder how old she was when she first experienced pleasure like this. You ask her again, your voice a low growl against her ear. "How old were you?"

Her words come out in a ragged moan as she climaxes around you, her muscles clenching so tightly it's almost painful. "I... I don't remember..." she pants, barely able to form coherent thoughts now that the wave of pleasure has washed over her. Her body shudders with each aftershock, her nails digging into your back as she tries to regain some semblance of control.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she continues to ride out the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her eyes are glazed over with lust and exhaustion, making it difficult for her to focus on anything other than the sensations you're creating within her. As she begins to regain some composure, she glances up at you, a hint of curiosity in her gaze despite the lingering haze.

The girl's eyes widen in surprise as you grab her hips roughly, shaking her vigorously. A gasp escapes her lips and she arches her back instinctively, her body tensing up again in anticipation of what comes next. Her nipples harden even further against your chest, betraying her arousal despite the sudden shift in your treatment of her.

As the girl recovers from your rough treatment, she glances down between your bodies and blushes deeply. "I-it's possible... I don't know what it feels like," she whispers, her voice barely audible over her rapid breathing. Her eyes dart around nervously, unsure of whether or not to give you permission.

The girl bites her lower lip, hesitating for a moment before finally nodding slowly. "If that's what you want... I guess it's okay." Her words are barely audible, but they carry the weight of her reluctant consent. Her eyes never leave yours, uncertainty and fear mingling with desire in their depths.